Monday, February 9, 2009

Rich and Famous

So, you know how I went on the spree of the season Friday afternoon. In an hour I managed to buy, among other things, two pairs of awesome jeans and a little something to up my glamour quotient:

Oliver Peoples Candice Sunnies

Given my dramatic sun (and autograph) aversion, I think this bug-meets-cats eye frame will be just the thing.

Of course, next week, when they're ready, I will post a photo of me wearing the new sunnies. Not that I could see for shit while trying them on, but I really hope - I mean I'm sure - they will be ultra-chic with my pixie hair.

Please note, by way of apologizing unnecessarily for purchasing aka "doing my part for a flailing economy", that my current sunglasses (bought in a moment of cheerful cheapness) have never fit properly and are about to, literally, fall apart. And since I am a girl who can't wear contacts / has a significant prescription, buying quality is imperative. The minute I put them on, I could tell they were made for my face, and will block any ray of sun stupid enough to glare at my princess-y, prone to strain peepers.

And, given it was payday and I've been vaguely watching my pennies lately, I had a lovely (not exactly regular) experience of buying them with cash.

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